D    A7     D
When you're ready for steady to go dancin', romancin',
                                       A
Grab your sweetheart and jump in your car,

Drive right on down to the bright side of town,
                                       D
You'll be glad you don't have to drive far,
          A               A/E        D
You'll be happy you don't have to go far,

                   G
Park your pickups and Cadillacs, Fords and Renaults
    D                             A          D    C#m Bm7
And dance like the dickens to the West Texas Waltz

D
My pickup needs a tune-up, I better get up and make up,
                     A
My mind to get on it today, the tractor's been actin' up,

And the sewer lines are backin' up,
                            D
But I'll be dancin' tonight anyway,
        A                  D
I'll be dancin' tonight anyway.

       G
'Cause I count my blessings, I don't count my faults
          D                                  A     D    C#m Bm7
I like to dance like the dickens to the West Texas Waltz

D
Well I found a young cow-dog and I told him: "Now, now doh.
                                   A
"You're a borderline Collie, I'm a borderline fool."

But he had some bad habits he was scared of jack rabbits.
                         D
I sent him off to canine school.
             A                 D
I think they call it obedience school.

        G
When he came back, he couldn't tell a cow from a horse,
             D                             A          D    C#m Bm7
But he could dance like the dickens to the West Texas Waltz.

D
Grandmammy, grandpappy if you wanna stay happy,
                                 A
Better lace up your best dancin' shoes,

Come see us, don't write us,
                                                      D
You can stop your arthritis just by dancin' away your blues,
            A                 D
Now just by dancin' away your blues.

   G
So bind up your bunnions with band-aids and gauze,
             D                             A          D    C#m Bm7
And come out dance like the dickens to the West Texas Waltz,

Oh yeah.

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D A7 D A

D
I met a fine lady banker and I'd sure like to thank her,
                                   A/E
For the credit she gave me made me shout,

She changed my whole attitude,

And to show her a my gratitude,
                           D
I decided I'd just ask her out,
        A7             Em6           D
Yeah, I thought I just might ask her out.

       G
I said close up your windows, and lock up your vaults,
            D                             A          D    C#m Bm7 A
And lets go dance like the dickens to the West Texas Waltz.

             D
We spent the next two last dollars in the old ice cream parlor,
                          A7  Em6
On a milkshake and malted pop,
            A
And then we heard us some sounds it was a honky tonk lounge,
                                 D
Right next door to the ice cream shop,
     A                     D
Next door to the ice cream shop.

    G
Now only two things are better than milkshakes and malts,
           D                               A          Dmaj7 C#m Bm7
And one is dancin' like the dickens to the West Texas Waltz.

        D        A6            D
And the other is somethin' but really it's nothin'.
                               A
To speak of, it's somethin' to do, if you've done it before.
                                                             D
You'll be doin' it some more, just as soon as the dancin' is through.
      A                    D
Right after the dancin' is through.

       G
And if anybody asks you why, just tell 'em because.
         D                               A          D    C#m Bm7
You been dancin' like the dickens to the West Texas Waltz.